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Vultures

I can tell it from your eyes; your mouth only speak of empty promises and hollow truths    
Our future seems so bleak and these vultures just keep preying on the weak    
These vultures we call leaders    
     
So many souls - condemned to a life of suffering  
To live like rats    
And all we do is run, run and run      
And all we ever do is run, run and run until the streets turn red    
All we want is to forget that we're alive    
     
The smell of withering wishes forever lingers in the air    
Alone again, so cold and desolate, crumbled down on the ground    
Just break my bones and tell me you're sorry      
I know those endings makes you grin, you parasite
     
I need to detach myself from your latch, but in the end    
I am what's tearing me apart, you made me into this    
Abandonment became the truth    
So with eyes closed I walk along (This is a world of shadows), knowing that at any moment I might fall    
(The world of the wretched)    
     
Its core is tainted with malice and hatred    
Miasma floating in its atmosphere    
Trapped in the abyss    
I'm going nowhere    
     
Light was not meant to reach this blackened heart    
I was not meant to be anything more than the captive of my own fears    
Light was not meant to reach this blackened heart    
The hell that is my home    
     
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What do you think of this? This poem is actually a song, but I really want some feedback, so feel free to comment! :)
Written by Robol
Published | Edited 15th Jun 2014
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